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You and I have different definitions of 'intensely'. [ jack does have a habit of being very blatant and direct when giving people a considering look, really. it was a part of growing up as royalty - no one's going to have the balls to get pissed at you for... just about anything. and jack wears careless confidence like a second skin. if ichigo's offended, that's really his problem, not jack's.
ichigo's going on his whole pouty milkshake sipping and scowling and objecting, and jack really can't help just quietly trying to suppress a grin, with eyebrows raised and shoulders shaking with laughter he's silently holding in. though, not doing that great of a job at it. because there is a spot of chocolate on the side of his face and he looks freaking ridiculous. jack could tell him it's there, but naaaaaah. the last part, though, has his head lolling forward a pit, giving a deadpan look that's pretty much screaming 'son, please'. ]
Beating someone with a pointy metal stick isn't the only way to fight. [ there's implication in the tone, because this was a good part of life in Shiloh for Jack. War and battle is direct and simple (and what jack prefers, really), but that's only the most basic part of what decides who ends up with power. not just being pretty, but knowing how to get to people, how to earn leverage, how to use it and when. switching out masks and molding yourself to fit a purpose. but nah, he's gonna go for the creepier implications here, because that's just more fun. ] You're a little too young for me to demonstrate, sorry.
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Or opinions, all right? [ the asspain only intensifies (at an exponential rate, no less) as the conversation ensued. it's almost as if every time the teen relieved some of the tension and crossness in his tone, that he was coerced into progressing in a way that was contrary to this want or desire. once again, he's pressed into that corner of purgatory, decisively shifting through the options he was given. though, in thinking to respond, he finds how futile his attempts would be. how each one would be thwarted in the other's... arrogance or conceit or whatever else he possessed that ichigo didn't even want to bother to consider.
the more he thought on, he concludes, the more exasperating he'd find this situation. except, who would ichigo be if he simply decided not to react to the other's obvious discovery of some semblance of humor in this entire farce. he grits his teeth, obviously peeved. ] What's so— [ then those words. those words.
how was this guy even real!?! ]
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no???? he's trying to interpret it differently, but just— ]
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DONE!
NO ONE ASKED FOR ANYTHING LIKE THAT?!
omfg you are beautiful
Well, not in this conversation.
[ yeah, that's all he's got left in him, and after a couple seconds of looking completely serious, his expression breaks into a grin and his head falls back, trying to keep down laughter so it really comes out as more of a snicker than anything else. fucking with him as at least made the whole being covered in bug guts and dealing with batshit physics thing less shitty. he sobers after a moment, but there's still a smile there and tint of amusement in the tone. ]
Calm down, your virtue is safe. Do you have a name or do I stick with 'Pumpkin'?
no, you are... i love this cr so far...
... and so he shuts his mouth immediately. clearly ashamed of his own outbursts. even if he's trying to conceal that fact by appearing more aggravated or annoyed. but, fortunately, it seems to fade at the "calm down" bit. even, if he does initially start with a— ] I am calm! [ totally calm, right? but, at the last part, he seems to ease up.
this one one inquiry he could answer. there's a part of him that wants to withhold if just for the fact he's butthurt at being the butt end of a joke (there's so much butt here???), but instead he opts on conceding. if just... becomes that seemed a lot less troublesome in the long run. ] Think it's customary to give yours first, isn't it? [ not that... he won't add in a bit of something. but, he does continue. ] Ichigo.
sob, me too man me too
If that's what passes for calm in your world, sure... [ because, bro, it doesn't look like calm. his brows lits at the customary comment. ] Is it? [ that's probably curtesy, but shiloh never had it as a hard and fast rule. he finds himself wondering about what kind of place this kid is from. ]
Jack Benjamin. { he parts with the name easily. everything incriminating about him is already widely available on the database and easy to find. no real reason to trying to hide it. ] Any last name, Ichigo? [ he just likes to have all the info, okay. ]
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[ meaning: no, it doesn't. it doesn't pass for calm in the least and he's a bit sour about it, but hey, what else was new in this conversation. either way, at the reveal of the other's name, he nods along. once. twice. curt in all motions. jack, then. then at the last name bit, he gives a weird look, as if to say "does it matter?" before divulging it. ] Kurosaki. [ he seems to wait here.
as if wondering how the other was going to take this info. especially, paired with what he saw earlier today. well. ] I hope you're not going to ask me if it's a common name. [ he's been there, don't that. got souvenirs, etc, etc. or that's the tone he carries. it's only happened once, but well. ]
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[ he's already given the kid enough shit for the day, though, and jack'll lay off it. ]
I'll refrain. Somehow. [ his eyes drift to the sword he's got again, nodding at it ] Assuming Green Team?
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Huh? [ though, realistically. ] You’re not the first person to guess. [ … ] There a pattern for this thing?
Or am I supposed to guess yours too?
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[ jack shrugs. that and you want to know who's new to your team, generally. you also get a good feel of who a person is, sometimes. Blue has them with leadership abilities or medical, orange has them with anal attention to detail, red makes them sneaky and untrustworthy, and green makes them heavy hitters. usually the super powered people. he nods towards the sword. ]
You've got the big weapon. Usually means combat. [ a beat. ] That, and, your cuff is Green.
[ sry, man, he cheated too. jack's own cuff and earpiece are red. ]